This place is starting to freak me out. I find myself a little bit more on edge after every visit. I am starting to question everything. Even the dog. I am starting to believe he might be a plant. The sunshine coming through my vertical blinds casts a shadow on my bedroom wall that looks like a bar code. I knew i needed to scan it and see what the message is.
It said the only thing that will save me is immersing myself in a world of facts.
I googled for an address. But came up blank. I think they beat me too it.
The only hope now is to build a world of facts myself so I and others like me who come searching for a refuge, a place to hang my hat (non foil of course ,in the style of a souwester) can recover from the endless pursuit of the perpetuaters of the myth. You know who you are.Maybe
Skepticisms is the longest word that alternates hands when typing
Thats a fact.
Whats yours?
See,,,I did learn something at school![]()
PS
What happend to the thread with the pic of the chick bouncing her boobs???
I miss her![]()
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there's facts, then there is reality...
fact, kyle sandilands is a popular australian celebrity...
reality... he is a douche bag
As an object increase its speed its mass increases and the speed of time increases, that is if you attached a watch to the end of a string and spun it round and round really (seriously) fast its time would be ahead of its twin watch on your wrist.
... but what is speed, really? eh?
distance/time?
edit: i'm on a bit of a ruski standard roll here... but time is relative, as is speed: who is really moving? who is the mover?
flubber.
edit x2: and if you're going really, really, really fast, light speed fast, then everything else is really, really young.
**** is weird.
haha yes! i was just coming to that conclusion! like look how young your sail number is.
i dunno, **** is weird. It's like trying to see your own face sometimes. It just won't/can't reveal itself. And if it did the whole universe would explode and something even more mysterious would take its place.
fact: using your mobile phone on the tarmac won't cause a bloody explosion. That myth stems from static electricity. There's a jet engine on idel next to me for ****'s sake, what is my mobile phone going to do compared to that????
Fact:
smashing stuff you are trying to fix in a fit of rage feels good at the time but it's really dissapointing when you cool down and still have to fix it. But now its ...ahem...considerably harder![]()